Are you proud of you?
Do you pat yourself on the back when you do well or disregard an achievement, already looking forward to the next one?
Do you take out the time to bask in the joy that comes over us all when you reach out and can touch where you’ve always wanted to be — the place that once seemed so out of touch?
The answer is no. In no way shape or form am I Sugarbaby material. I thought I’d make that clear before diving into being offered the role of someone’s Sugarbaby a few weeks ago + why I politely declined.
I mean I’m not new to the term, but for those of you who are and not familiar with “Sugarbaby” and its counterparts — let me bring you up to speed.
I’ve had a tough day,
and will have an even longer night.
Constantly thinking about all the ways,
today didn’t go right. Continue Reading
I’m so uncomfortable because I thought about baring it all to you last night.
Now that I’ve gotten the nitty out of the way, shall we get to the gritty?
Catching a cheater is no easy feat, but when you do? The mechanics of the after can get a bit tricky.
In previous posts I have shared my opinions on the Cheater and the Cheated On, but never the one who witnessed the cheating.
What would you do if you saw someone you call a close friend or more —significant’s other, cheating?
Would you tell?
